It wasn’t what I was expected at all. I’m mean, when you pick up a book in the Christian Inspiration section you don’t expect it to be littered with 4 letter words and tales of sex and drugs without much sound of repentance. Well, she did seem to repent the drinking but… I don’t know.

Don’t get me wrong. The half of the book I read was interesting but it was really more of a memoir and that’s not what I was looking for.

Its like if you order pizza and the delivery guy brings ice cream. Ice cream tastes good and all but you had a taste for pizza but it wasn’t delivered.

Why is this book in the Christian Inspiration section?

I’m Christian. I swear when I get frustrated. Sometimes I even swear under my breath as I’m rushing down the sidewalk to church.

Still, it is very odd to be reading a book I got out of the Christian Inspiration section with this much cussing in it. Her little boy is even swearing in the book! Maybe the memoir section would be a better place for it.

Anyway, I’m almost halfway through the book. It is interesting. Just miscategorized in my opinion.

Hilariously neurotic and thoroughly irreverent, Lamott is the kind of Christian I wouldn’t mind having over for dinner.

Anne Lamott has cemented a place as one of my favorite writers. Her musings on spirituality are sometimes uplifting, sometimes hilarious, but always honest and true.

Annie Lamott thrills and engages over and over again in this candid, casual and often hilarious look at finding one’s own faith – and the imperfections we all bear, no matter who we are, or who/what we worship

Annie Lamott thrills and engages over and over again in this candid, casual and often hilarious look at finding one’s own faith – and the imperfections we all bear, no matter who we are, or who/what we worship.

Very funny and wise, not your usual “spiritual” autobiography!